You already how that one ends...It can get worse. Sometimes I think the best we can hope for is that all this therapy takes the edge off. The scars are never going to disappear, and it's a fools game to hope for that, so maybe just soften them a bit.

I gave up on the $(#)%#@ rainbow. Probably a nasty, mean little leprechaun at end of it anyway. Spit in my eye and kick me in the shin.

Yes, I'm having a bad day. Sorry.